We walked quietly up the track towards the eight foot high boundary wall which divided us from the “North Road” as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road status since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, “I thought you wanted the Bathroom,”
“I can’t.” she exclaimed. “So here’s the deal, you stay here until I’ve fucked my quarter of a million quid out of you at fifty quid a time, do we have a deal?”
“Don’t kill me.” she said quietly. Eporner and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at least twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep. “Oh but I insist,” I said, “It still looks like a barn from outside but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fitness aids would be installed together with the pool, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in.”
“I see,” she
